Within the blink of an eye, I'm at the bottom of your stairway waving goodbye
I guess this is where I should cry, we can pretend I am sorry I was living a lie
What is the point of sitting here and second guessing?
I think we both know every single words a mistake
And you can brag about how you had always saw this coming
And I can tell you that I've already forgotten your face
Don't worry, I will be fine, I have a place I can stay as I'm passing the time
I never understood why, all these people in the streets only come out at night
What is the point of wishing for a happy ending?
When all your hopes and your faith keep on rotting away
There is a voice inside my head that is manipulating
All the thoughts, I once fought to keep from going insane
What is the point of searching for another way out?
The bitter taste of my escape is at the back of my mouth
I hear the voice as it crescendos to a deafening chorus
I grip the floor as the pressure rips my eyeballs out
Where are the words that you said to me when we were young?
How they kept me alive...